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Mood #98

Me in math class (please sing to the tune of “what’s this” from Nightmare Before Christmas):

What’s this, what’s this? There’s problems everywhere. What’s this? I think you have to square. What’s this? I can’t believe my eyes, that problem works out? Pay attention, it’s not fair! What’s this? What’s this, there’s something very wrong- what’s this? Equation’s way too long. What’s this? My pages lined with little doodles just existing, any notes I took are missing, and I’m still never quite listening, what is this? What’s this? The students sitting here don’t quite know how to use their heads, outside they are attentive but within we are all dead, there’s exponents on each number, oh I can’t believe my eyes, and in my heart I feel despair that’s coming from inside. Oh look! What’s this? We have to relearn slope? I’m pissed! Totally un-unique! Required? We’re gathered all around to hear disaster, none of this do we desire. What’s this? What’s this? In here, they’ve got a bunch of work- how queer- and all the students shirk- because they never think, and why? The pull out google and they search, they’ve got a hundred ways to research and there’s a frown on everyone so now correct me if I’m wrong, this isn’t fun, this isn’t fun, this is the opposite of my wish- what’s this? Oh my, what now, the students are asleep, but look- there’s stress that they still keep. No peace, just homework to panic, scare them, and ensnare them- these all-important things keep them from dreamland.  What’s this? The happiness is missing and the cheer, it can’t be found, and in their place there seem to equations all around. Instead of words I swear I can hear graphing in the air. The failing grades of us are absolutely everywhere. The thought, the sounds, it’s everywhere and all around- I’ve never felt this stressed before. This empty place inside me has been stretching out; I simply cannot make it out- I want it, oh I want it, oh I want that passing grade. I’ve got to know, I’ve got to know, how do I pass this stupid class? What’s this? Algebra 2? Hmm…

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Love this

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50% of me wants to cry and needs a hug the 50% wants to just scream and break something

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Sometimes all I need is cookie and some milk

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She is beautiful

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Sometimes I wish I wasn’t so good at faking a smile.

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The monotone world we live in.

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Sparkle

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I can only jump through so many hoops.